Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

He stared at the pink-haired boy who was still slowly falling from the sky, and for the first time, he truly felt fear.

He felt as if he were trapped on a cooking table where two chefs were cooking at the same time, being flipped, crushed, and pounded repeatedly, without even a chance to fight back.

The real person climbed out of the pit, his soul weakened layer by layer, making him tremble with anger.

That brat, and that big oaf... they're just two sorcerers, yet they've driven him to this point.

Without further hesitation, he spat out all the cyborgs he had accumulated during this period.

However, there are only a few dozen of them. The Federation is too strict in its supervision. As long as he dares to make a move within the barrier's coverage area, a sorcerer will immediately arrive.

He could only hide on the fringes like a rat, picking up the fish that slipped through the net unnoticed.

He slammed his hands on the ground, and the dozens of cyborgs instantly twisted and deformed under the effect of his spell, turning into countless spikes that simultaneously pierced out from the ground.

The entire ruin was covered with these spikes, like an upside-down forest of thorns.

Dongtang and Huzhang jumped apart just before the spikes were thrust out, landing on the remaining building debris on either side that was not yet covered by the spikes.

Taking advantage of this opening, the real person appeared behind Dongtang.

He needs to get rid of this annoying big oaf first.

Even if they switch positions, it doesn't matter. At such a close distance, he can make two consecutive moves.

Applause rang out.

The man immediately threw a punch backward, but his fist only swept through air. He appeared where Itajō had been standing, while Tōdō had moved to the other side.

Before he could even feel surprised, the applause rang out again, and he was pulled back to his position in the East Hall, where he was met with Itachi's long-awaited fist.

boom--

The punch landed heavily on his head, slamming him into the ground.

What does this feel like?

I... I can't believe I was suppressed to this extent by two people, I couldn't even find a moment to catch my breath.

But... I will not admit defeat.

Several sharp spikes suddenly burst from the real man's body, piercing through Itachi's body at extremely close range.

Tiger Staff's fist was pierced with several bloody holes. The Master raised one hand, which rapidly expanded in mid-air, transforming into a giant club, and slammed down heavily.

"How could I possibly lose to a human like you!"

boom--

The club smashed the ruins beneath his feet, sending rubble flying.

But he only hit a pebble.

Not far away, Dongtang lowered his hand and looked at Huzhang's still bleeding hand, a look of worry appearing on his rugged face: "Brother, are you alright?"

Tiger Rod looked down at the bloody holes on his body, took a deep breath, sealed the wounds with his magic, and grinned at East Hall: "Ah, Sister Tian taught me how to stop bleeding, no problem at all."

"Then let's keep fighting, brother." Dongtang raised his fist.

Tiger Rod also stretched out his fist and bumped it hard against him: "Oh!"

On the other side, Zhenren changed his hand back to its original state and looked at the two guys not far away whose fighting spirit had not diminished at all. For the first time, he felt a chill from the depths of his soul.

That big oaf's technique is too unsolvable.

Not only can you switch places with an enemy, but you can also switch places with your comrades, and even switch places with a stone that possesses cursed power.

All his attacks would be redirected, all his defenses would be bypassed, and Hisahito Itadori's fists could wound his soul.

"Damn, this is a really big problem."

The real person took half a step back, and their memory was uncontrollably pulled back to before the plan began.

Liao Maopin, using her high mobility, infiltrated to investigate the situation of Sukuna's container, while working with Xingji as an inside agent.

The ultimate goal is to bring Su Nuo back to life and help the cursed spirits overthrow this world ruled by humans.

If you find that the high school has already fed his finger to Hisahito Itadori, then take the person out with you.

He thought the task was too easy, so easy that he even suggested that Yao Ji and Louhu work together to attract attention.

The survival rate is higher with two people, and he can handle small tasks like catching people by himself.

The script was supposed to go like this: he found Hisahito Itadori, confirmed that he had swallowed his finger, and then took him back.

But why did it turn out like this?

He was repeatedly pinned to the ground and rubbed against by two first-level sorcerers, his soul weakened by each punch, without even a chance to fight back.

The moment the memory ended, the two people opposite rushed over again.

Forced to fight, the real man transformed his arm into a bone blade and slashed horizontally, but Dongtang's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him, replaced by Itachi's fist coming from another direction.

He hastily turned to block, but Tiger Cane had already moved to his side.

The two switched rapidly around him, with Toudou's massive body and Itajimaru's relatively small size appearing alternately, and every attack that Masato threw landed at the wrong distance.

He was caught between the two men and had no idea when or where they would appear.

Suddenly applause erupted again. He swung his knife at Hu Zhang in front of him, blocking him from becoming Dongtang.

But there was nothing there. The three people's positions hadn't changed at all. His knife was aimed at Todo's heart, a position that Itadori could easily dodge by simply ducking.

The two men punched him simultaneously from in front and behind, one in front and one behind, the two forces penetrating at the same time, smashing his head off his neck.

The real man's head tumbled in mid-air, his pupils reflecting his own headless body slowly falling below.

They clapped, but no one switched places.

That spell has always been effective instantly; it's triggered simply by clapping your hands.

But that clap of hands just now didn't change anything.

Chapter 259 Right now, all I want to do is thank you.

The real person had been trying to predict the opponent's movements based on the sound of clapping, but this time he didn't... because nothing actually happened.

They both lied to him.

After countless clapping and position changes, he had become accustomed to adjusting his attack direction based on the clapping sound. They took advantage of this, and the last time they didn't change positions, catching him off guard purely by relying on their inertia.

His head slammed heavily onto the ground and rolled several times before coming to a stop.

He was not dead yet; although the two men's attacks were fierce, they did not cause much damage to his soul.

Beneath the real human head lies a torso. The newly formed body is even more grotesque than before.

"I'm going to... kill you all!"

He swung his hands violently, and the spikes stuck in the ground transformed back into cyborgs, rushing towards the two from all directions.

He was gambling, gambling that these two sorcerers were different from the ones he had encountered before, gambling that they wouldn't be able to harm these things that were once human.

Once their mental state is disrupted, they will no longer be able to launch attacks as fiercely as before.

Just as Itachi took two steps forward, he was blocked by a group of cyborgs.

He raised his hand to block the oncoming claws, and threw a backhand punch, but stopped just before it hit his opponent.

He could smash it to pieces with one punch, but he knew that a living person was trapped inside.

He couldn't bring himself to kill.

The mutated people kept rushing at him during his hesitation, clumsy but fearless.

He could vaguely hear sounds coming from their throats during the lulls in the fighting.

"Help me, it hurts so much, run away..."

On the other side, Todo was fighting the real man alone.

The master transformed his arms into two bone blades. Dongtang kept using clapping to change positions and dodge, but without the tiger staff to restrain him, the master's attacks became more and more unrestrained.

Every time Dongtang appeared behind him, he would explode a cluster of spikes from his back, forcing Dongtang to change positions again.

This style of fighting, where each blow is exchanged for another, is advantageous to him. After all, Dongtang's fists cannot harm his soul, while his spikes can leave several new wounds on Dongtang's body each time.

But he didn't dare to go too far. He knew very well that once he seriously injured Dongtang, the restraints would take effect.

He didn't want to fail here.

Itachi once again flung away the cyborg who pounced on him, but the other immediately got up and blocked his way regardless of the consequences.

He watched the battle on Dongtang's side, noticing that Dongtang was getting more and more wounds.

Huzhang's eyes changed.

He looked again at the cyborgs struggling to pounce on him, their twisted bodies that were once human, and the broken cries for help squeezed from the depths of their throats.

He heard his heart pounding heavily in his chest, and then he said, "You are in a lot of pain right now. Rather than that—let me help you get rid of it."

His fist no longer hesitated.

In that instant, he severed the last vestige of his innocence.

For sorcerers, survival requires the awareness to kill.

The remains of the cyborg turned into fragments and dissipated behind him.

He rushed to the other side of the battlefield without stopping, stood side by side with Dongtang, and the two of them threw punches at Zhenren at the same time.

The continuous heavy blows landed on the real man, each punch imbued with even more concentrated magical power than before, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

He wanted to retaliate, but the two were so well-coordinated that no words were needed; their continuous attacks rained down on him.

The real man's soul grew thinner and thinner under the continuous blows. He suddenly realized that there was no way to escape.

These two people won't stop, they won't let him go.

Unlike the anger I felt earlier, a fresh emotion is now rising in my mind.

Is this what death feels like?

In that instant, it was as if he suddenly understood something.

"I can do it now!"